ASININE (NOTHING BETTER)

I've done nothing wrong
Nothing to deserve
The treatment that you force on me

But still you act
So high and mighty
As if to say my sin knows no boundaries

Spend your time wasting mine
Axe to grind, asinine
There's no pride in living lies
Wanna-be, enemy

Perhaps it is just
That you have
Nothing better to do than harass

Maybe you feel
Compelled to try
And justify your existence at my expense

Spend your time wasting mine
Axe to grind, asinine
There's no pride in living lies
Wanna-be, enemy

Have you nothing better to do?

Spend your time wasting mine
Axe to grind, asinine
There's no pride in living lies
Wanna-be, enemy

SOUL MADE STILL

Cast aside
Shunned away
My tomorrow
In decay
Questioning
All I need
Someone to
Save me

Bleed again
Everyday
Feel my soul
Wash away
Taste my fears
Feel my pain
Sense of faith is
Regained

A troubled soul that was made still
The fear inside me gives way to will
A shared tomorrow we rebuild
Last wish within me has been fulfilled

Live again
Less naïve
Be my reason
To believe
Here and now
No more tears
Desolation
Or fear

A troubled soul that was made still
The fear inside me gives way to will
A shared tomorrow we rebuild
Last wish within me has been fulfilled

ONE DROP OF WATER

A waste of time, a waste of life
One drop of water will bring the flood

I am uninspired, dragged down and tired
So feel sorry for my predicament, do you?
Feel my tendency, downward motion pulls you
Tired and dragged down, uninspired am I

A waste of time, a waste of mind
One grain of sand will tip the scales
Out of my hands

I am awake, or so I'm told - a lie
To believe, easier than finding the truth.
In dreams I see everything real is Illusion
Only certainty, I'll sleep when I'm dead

A waste of time, a waste of life
One drop of water will bring the flood
Over my head

Going through the motions
We pretend it makes a difference
Though we know deep in the back of our minds
That it's wasted time
Spent proving nothing
Impressing no one
Raised since birth
By the words of the world
Why do we continue to play the game
When we know we are giving our souls away

A waste of time, a waste of life
One drop of water will bring the flood
Over my head

EBB

The waves on the ocean flow
To cover my path in the sand
Erase all trace of my memory
As I walk into the rising sun

Moonlight dances upon the waves
Sitting in the sand and wishing
Upon a star I can't find anymore
In the night under a sinking moon

The wind and the waves don't know
What it means when the sand runs out
And the glass is broke in two
Reflecting in the rising moon

Feeling the waves at my feet
Washing away the sand around me
Like the waves passing day by day
Under the eye of the setting sun

100 YEARS OF SOLITUDE

Halfway into the cold
Halfway between here and home
Halfway to free of bone
Halfway to taking hold
Halfway over the land
Halfway through what I've planned
Halfway out of the sand
Halfway I'll make a stand

100 lonely years
100 flowing tears
100 gunshots I've heard
100 of these useless words

Halfway over the sea
Halfway to the edge of me
Halfway out of the box
Halfway to beating the clock
Halfway over the land
Halfway through what I've planned
Halfway out of the sand
Halfway I'll make a stand

100 lonely years
100 flowing tears
100 gunshots I've heard
100 dubbed my only word

EVOLVE

Frustration raging again
Feel like I'm at the back of the longest line
Stagnation rears its ugly head
I feel it's time for a shift in the paradigm

Weary, waiting for something new
We forge on with our point of view
Breaking boundaries by sheer resolve
In hope the industry might evolve
(Wearily waiting for evolution)

Write us off and back the latest trend
This insipid scene can't keep us at bay
Watch as all the fads choke in the end
Without conviction they lack the strength to stay

Weary, waiting for something new
We forge on with our point of view
Breaking boundaries by sheer resolve
In hope the industry might evolve
(Wearily waiting for evolution)

DOUBT

I can feel the pieces coming unglued
Only a bit left for you
All the phantoms of the past call me
Always doubting what I do

I know the inside hiding unseen
Heart of steel turning to rust
All the reasons you hide me from view
I now give you mold and dust

THE MALCONTENT

Distorted by the media
The truth made powerless
Ignorance and apathy
Spoon-feeding the masses

You must accept this: my discontent
Though irreverent, significant and relevant
Open your eyes and see
You're living a lie not a dream
Passiveness your disease

Blood that thins in twitching limbs
From all this static noise
Throbbing nerves and vision blurs
When I hear the voice

You must accept this: my discontent
Though irreverent, significant & relevant
Open your eyes and see
Losing our freedom, who's to blame?

Holding back the ones who see through the collective schemes
Paralyzed, I'm terrified to face this huge machine

Don't want me to see the underside
It's mechanized and anodized
Indemnified, complex and intangible

Mind force-fed; soul is dead
Kill original thought
Identity holocaust
Individual bought
Get ahead till you're dead
It's the way that we're taught
Do not think; take a drink
And forget what you've lost

You're living a lie not a dream
Complacency your disease

DOUBT (REPRISE)

I smell the sin in every order I follow
I can taste the germ in every mouthful I swallow
Beyond the impulse in my mind
These useless words I leave behind

BRAINCHILD

Elusive spark
Unknown to most
Once generated
Tortures the host
Creative impulse
Won't be contained
Means of expression
Can't be restrained

There in my head
A labored birth
There is a need for words

A fledgling thought
Fading to gray
Older extremities
Rust and decay
The urgency
To concentrate
Surely the muses will
No longer wait

A vain attempt
Try to define
Inspiration divine

100 of these useless words
All I've said ignored or unheard
Losing our freewill we're to blame
For our unwillingness to change

Halfway over the edge of me
Halfway through fighting the machine
Rally masses to get involved
In hope humanity will evolve

Weary from finding nothing new
Still forge with the same point of view
Boundaries broken, but lost resolve
Waiting for it all to evolve
(Wearily waiting for evolution)

Misunderstood
Ahead of its time
A good suggestion
Unrecognized
A new beginning
Of innocence
Braving the waters
Of our dissent

There in my head
A labored birth
There is a need for words

A vain attempt
Try to define
Inspiration divine